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"Are you sure you want these tattoos?" Colson smiled at his girlfriend. "Are you sure you do? Because you keep asking," Y/N chuckled as they both walked downstairs.
The two had decided in the boredom of quarantine to get matching 'damaged' tattoos. "I just don't want you to regret it, it's your first tattoo."
"And it has good meaning behind it. I'm not going to regret this I promise," Y/N placed her hand on Colson's chest.
"I love you," Colson leaned down and kissed Y/N's forehead. "I love you too, now where we about to put your tattoo, cause you're covered everywhere," Y/N started to look for a clear spot of skin on Colson.
"And before you even say it," Y/N' stopped him from speaking, "You are not getting it on your ass cheek."
"Well, what the fuck," Colson threw his arms in the air as a joke.
